I'm beginning to wonder what kind of education the little vampires at the Church of Eternal Life are getting. This question I stopped, because I'd had enough. Smith, take his other arm. From the door you really couldn't see into the club.
I don't want to do it a third time. He rolled his head back to look at Jean-Claude, who obliged him by looking down to meet Richard's gaze. A sound came from low in his throat, and he was suddenly pressing his mouth against mine, until it either bruised or I opened my mouth to him. If he'd just been a bad guy, I'd have torn into him and done my best to take him out before he took me out, but Damian wasn't a bad guy, and whatever was wrong was somehow my fault.
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